Irish

Erick R.

Period 2

May 25, 2012 

Radical Revision  

I got on a horse whose name is Irish

I got on a horse whose name is Irish.

I took him to the track for training

But he felt like he was racing.

Though he was a pony,

He was stronger than a jockey.

When I released the reins,

He took me for a ride

As I close my eyes.

As I screamed for help

My trainer told me to relax myself.

While listening to the instruction

I was getting ready for abduction.

When he took me for the first lap I was afraid

But the second lap I felt great.

When I was controlling the horse

I felt like a professional jockey.